With blinking eyes, yawning mouth, shivering hands and fading sight , I embraced the queen of my heart, my greatest fascination, my greatest ever crush, my lady love, Peels (name changed).She had taken me to a state of ecstasy as she had done many times in the past. I was in no mood to leave her. Hours passed and we exchanged no words. Just me and her, looking into each others eyes. She had already embraced me tightly. In her grasp I felt the warmth of a mother's love, the romance of a new found love, I felt as if I had had Ambrosia. I achieved the highest state of tranquility.
"Badri....., Badri it is already 8.30 , get ready" I could hear my mother shouting. But it seemed to me ,as though she was shouting from under a dozen pillows. It was too difficult for me to hear my mother. I had no ear for anyone when Peels was around. I was in no mood to leave my bed and of course .. Peels.
In all my life nobody cast the kind of spell Peels had cast on me. I knew her since the time I was small, so small that even talking of a crush was considered taboo. As a boy I had had one strong principle "If you want to maintain your peace of mind, maintain ten foot distance when meeting a good looking girl ". Luckily I had never met any good looking gals, …………….. but Peels ……..she was different, She was not only good looking , but mesmerized me with her looks.
She had always kept me busy - so busy that even if Preity Zinta , my most favorite heroine, had called on me, I would have turned her down. She literally possessed me, She had , and has complete control over me and my senses. When she embraces me, she does not allow me to even look at another girl. Ofcourse I dont have time for another girl when she is by my side.
When I turned a teenager and when my friends started talking about new girls in school, , I always felt that those were childish talks, no ''man" or "man to be" would wanna engage in such talks, when he could afford to have the company of a gal like Peels. I always used to wait for her to come..... and she always came. SHE followed me where ever I went, like that "pug in the hutch ad" to every place that I went. When she is around , I dedicate very little of my sensory organs for other people. I hear no one, all though I pretend as if I am listening.
But SHE is a little stupid, stupid enough to follow me to all places I go. SHE would even follow me into the classroom and then I would get royally kicked by the teacher for having taken HER company. The truth was not only me, but almost every one who came in contact with HER started loving HER.
During my graduation days, she always followed me to the examination halls and the classrooms. To me, she and studies were inseparable. She never allowed me to concentrate on my studies. The fact that she followed me into the examination halls must is still evident from the marks I scored. Well I am not trying to defend my "HardWorking Abilities" and "Brain", I am just trying to say that there were other reasons why I scored less. No matter what examinations I attended, she followed me loyally. The invigilators didn’t care about that. Half the candidates brought along with them their counterparts for peels. No! don’t let your imaginations take wings, I din't study in the U.S.of A.
Then I joined my company. Well she did accompany me to the interview, but my interviewers were also caught under her spell. She was something they could not avoid at noon or night. Sadly she stopped visiting me too often, after I joined my company. There were other people in the company who needed her and she obliged. But whenever she visited me, I did spend a great time with her. Luckily there were places in the company where people wouldnt disturb us, like ……….our Test Labs.
If she has not embraced you from the time you started reading this articl,e and if you are interested in knowing who she is ---- Read on………...
My mother's voice grew in decibels . " it is 9.30 AM, you are spending too much time, get ready " she continued shouting , but in vain. Peels was not going to leave me. My mother had learnt through experience that there was one person who could bring me out of Peels's spell. My FATHER ………She sent for my father. My father dashed into my bedroom and gave me a rigorous jolt and instantly Peels fled. My father saw her leaving the room. With an air of pride and victory, he too left the room.
This time my father rescued me from her spell, but friends … time and again she catches hold of me. I find it difficult when she comes and embraces me in the office. I find it even more difficult when I am talking to our friends at office and she embraces them.
Friends, I understand all of you love Peels, I have seen some of you with her. But please suggest me few methods to get rid of her. Yes, I love her very much, but I think I could do much better at office without her. I feel I can concentrate more and be more effective if she was not around.
So Friends please help me to fight the spell of this beautiful gal called SLEEP. Oops!!! did I say SLEEP or PEELS in any case they are quite the same ;)
